Museum of Deadly Beasts

Chapter 609: fairy corpse

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Even, the blood-robed patriarch who assassinated his own ghost-blood beast in Tianxuan King City may also have a connection, so the blood-robed patriarch also knew the corpse Taoist in all likelihood.

For this kind of thing, why don't you find a corpse Taoist

Apparently, the blood-robed patriarch, who seemed to be very honest, was actually still hiding and suffocating bad water.

But Lin Jin didn't show it, he just chuckled: "Old Ancestor Blood Robe, if you don't tell the truth, it is impossible for the curator to help you. I will give you one last chance. If you don't say anything, I will destroy your profession." Divine thoughts."

It was absolutely impossible for Lin to trust the blood-robed patriarch, but he really wanted to know what the blood-robed patriarch was up to. If he could figure it out, it would be much easier to get rid of this guy in the future.

The blood-robed patriarch over there seemed to be hesitating, and finally said with a 'frank and honest' expression on his face: "Curator, you really can't blame me for concealing it, after all, it is related to my life, but since the curator wants to know , then I will tell you, in fact, I was trying to take refuge back then, since the curator is from a place outside the territory, he should know about the Immortal Swallowing Beast... "

The blood-robed patriarch told a story about the past.

At the beginning, the blood-robed patriarch was a special kind of blood demon from an extraterritorial place. Later, he was enlightened by the real person Miaoyan of the Xuandao Xianzong, and he was able to enter the way of cultivation.

After successful cultivation, he left the land outside the territory and arrived at the continents of Middle Earth.

Later, I did some great things with a few demon brothers. In fact, it was the rebellion of the five ancestors in the land of Zhuzhou, and the blood-robed ancestor was one of the five ancestors.

Later, he was defeated by the emperor of the human race.

"I don't know what method those human masters used. They actually attracted the spirit of immortality into my brothers, and finally summoned the swallowing beast. My brothers were killed by the swallowing beast on the spot. I was lucky enough to use a secret technique to flee far away, and then hid deep underground, never daring to show my face again."

Speaking of this, the blood-robed patriarch had a look of helplessness on his face, it didn't seem like he was pretending.

Not to mention whether the process the other party said was true or false, anyway, Lin Jin listened to it, so he could only say that it was true and false, the general direction must be correct, but some details, the blood-robed patriarch absolutely concealed up.

But Lin Jin is not a fool, so he asked directly: "The same sentence, blood-robed patriarch, what do you want me to move, if you don't make it clear, or you have something to hide, then you can go and hire someone else. I won't keep this divine thought of yours either."

The blood-robed patriarch over there hastily said: "Don't, curator, let me say, I say it's okay."

After thinking for a while, the blood-robed patriarch said: "It's just a corpse. You help me move a corpse away. This is a great kindness. I will never ask for death."

"What corpse?" Lin Jin was taken aback, and a strange thought suddenly popped up in his mind.

"Come on, I won't hide it anymore. Let me tell you everything. They are the corpses of immortals. Back then, those human masters were sinister and vicious. They were not the opponents of our fifth ancestors in the frontal fight, but they were behind the scenes. In our bodies, it is because of the spirit of the immortal that the swallowing beast is attracted to kill."

At this moment, there was a hint of hatred in the words of the blood-robed ancestor.

"To put it bluntly, I have never dared to come out these years because of the immortal corpse. Once I do, I will be attacked and killed by the swallowing beast, unless I move that corpse away."

At this point, Lin Jin understood.

It also answered many of his previous questions. After all, the masters of the human race were not immortals back then, so how could they fight against the fifth ancestor monsters? This method turned out to be used.

Borrowing a knife to kill someone.

Wonderful.

Next, the blood-robed patriarch seemed to be really 'frank with each other' and said a lot of things, for example, the corpse of the immortal that was driven into it was blessed with some kind of powerful restriction, so it couldn't get it out by itself.

Other mortals can't do it either, they have to be close to immortals to be able to do it.

So, based on this, it seems logical that the blood-robed patriarch came to ask the curator for help, and there is no problem.

But Lin Jin knew that the blood-robed patriarch definitely still had something hidden.

But it seems that if you ask again, you won't be able to ask anything, and there is no reason to doubt that the other party has already answered all the superficial questions, and the answers are well-founded.

In addition, the blood-robed patriarch also promised benefits.

It seems hard to say no.

Lin Jin strode back and forth, seeming to be thinking and hesitating, while the 'fake Lin Jin' in the corner glared at the blood-robed patriarch.

Everything is perfect.

After deliberately waiting for a while, Lin Jincai said, "Even if you want to help you with this, you have to know the place."

The implication is that he promised to help.

The blood-robed patriarch was overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "My body is hiding somewhere in Mangzhou. If the curator agrees, I can lead the way there. Don't worry, the curator. When the time comes, no matter whether it is successful or not, I will take back the treasures that have been treasured for many years." Come out as a reward, and never break your promise."

In fact, Lin Jin knew where the blood-robed patriarch was hiding, but he would not tell the blood-robed patriarch, just as the blood-robed patriarch must have concealed something from him.

"Okay, I can try to help with this favor, but I don't know if it will work or not." Lin Jin agreed, "But I have to wait until tomorrow. There are too many things to do today, and I'm tired."

"That's what it should be." The blood-robed patriarch chuckled, secretly agreeing.

"Ancestor Xuepao, you are a guest from afar. I can't let you float like this all the time. You can just rest in this cave. I will call you tomorrow." After Lin Jin finished speaking, he did not wait for the other party to agree. As soon as the tactic was moved, the refining needle was already nailed to the wall with the blood-robed ancestor, so the blood-robed ancestor could not move at all, and there was no way to leave.

After finishing speaking, the 'curator' walked out with fake Lin Jin.

After the two left and there was no one else in the cave, the blood-robed patriarch showed a hideous look on his face, but it was only for a moment, and then the eyes of this divine thought closed, and he fell into a deep sleep.

For the Black Wind Demon Sect, the 'Curator' is the signboard and the ancestor. Of course, most of the time, this kind of person does not participate in the construction of the sect. In other words, the curator does not need to be in the Black Wind Demon Sect all the time .

Not to mention the curator, even Lin Jin doesn't need it.

The sect's rules have already been set, as long as the disciples of the demon sect strictly abide by them, there will be a law enforcement team to enforce the law, and there will be tigers watching, and there will be no problems.

After explaining to the tiger Taoist, Lin Jin headed towards Mangzhou as the curator with the bloody face of the blood-robed ancestor on the second day of construction.

Now Lin Jin's skill of driving the clouds is definitely a breakthrough, especially after cultivating the Four Seas Free Gourd, it is no exaggeration to say that it is superb.

At this moment, Lin Jin was wearing a curator's mask, a chic and flowing robe, and the Four Seas Freedom Gourd and the Breeze Demon Sword hanging from his waist.